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‘
But
if
we
talk
of
not
having
changed
,
’
said
Flora
,
who
,
whatever
she
said
,
never
once
came
to
a
full
stop
,
‘
look
at
Papa
,
is
not
Papa
precisely
what
he
was
when
you
went
away
,
isn
’
t
it
cruel
and
unnatural
of
Papa
to
be
such
a
reproach
to
his
own
child
,
if
we
go
on
in
this
way
much
longer
people
who
don
’
t
know
us
will
begin
to
suppose
that
I
am
Papa
’
s
Mama
!
’
That
must
be
a
long
time
hence
,
Arthur
considered
.
‘
Oh
Mr
Clennam
you
insincerest
of
creatures
,
’
said
Flora
,
‘
I
perceive
already
you
have
not
lost
your
old
way
of
paying
compliments
,
your
old
way
when
you
used
to
pretend
to
be
so
sentimentally
struck
you
know
—
at
least
I
don
’
t
mean
that
,
I
—
oh
I
don
’
t
know
what
I
mean
!
’
Here
Flora
tittered
confusedly
,
and
gave
him
one
of
her
old
glances
.
The
Patriarch
,
as
if
he
now
began
to
perceive
that
his
part
in
the
piece
was
to
get
off
the
stage
as
soon
as
might
be
,
rose
,
and
went
to
the
door
by
which
Pancks
had
worked
out
,
hailing
that
Tug
by
name
.
He
received
an
answer
from
some
little
Dock
beyond
,
and
was
towed
out
of
sight
directly
.
‘
You
mustn
’
t
think
of
going
yet
,
’
said
Flora
—
Arthur
had
looked
at
his
hat
,
being
in
a
ludicrous
dismay
,
and
not
knowing
what
to
do
:
‘
you
could
never
be
so
unkind
as
to
think
of
going
,
Arthur
—
I
mean
Mr
Arthur
—
or
I
suppose
Mr
Clennam
would
be
far
more
proper
—
but
I
am
sure
I
don
’
t
know
what
I
am
saying
—
without
a
word
about
the
dear
old
days
gone
for
ever
,
when
I
come
to
think
of
it
I
dare
say
it
would
be
much
better
not
to
speak
of
them
and
it
’
s
highly
probable
that
you
have
some
much
more
agreeable
engagement
and
pray
let
Me
be
the
last
person
in
the
world
to
interfere
with
it
though
there
was
a
time
,
but
I
am
running
into
nonsense
again
.
’
Was
it
possible
that
Flora
could
have
been
such
a
chatterer
in
the
days
she
referred
to
?
Could
there
have
been
anything
like
her
present
disjointed
volubility
in
the
fascinations
that
had
captivated
him
?
‘
Indeed
I
have
little
doubt
,
’
said
Flora
,
running
on
with
astonishing
speed
,
and
pointing
her
conversation
with
nothing
but
commas
,
and
very
few
of
them
,
‘
that
you
are
married
to
some
Chinese
lady
,
being
in
China
so
long
and
being
in
business
and
naturally
desirous
to
settle
and
extend
your
connection
nothing
was
more
likely
than
that
you
should
propose
to
a
Chinese
lady
and
nothing
was
more
natural
I
am
sure
than
that
the
Chinese
lady
should
accept
you
and
think
herself
very
well
off
too
,
I
only
hope
she
’
s
not
a
Pagodian
dissenter
.
’
‘
I
am
not
,
’
returned
Arthur
,
smiling
in
spite
of
himself
,
‘
married
to
any
lady
,
Flora
.
’
‘
Oh
good
gracious
me
I
hope
you
never
kept
yourself
a
bachelor
so
long
on
my
account
!
’
tittered
Flora
;
‘
but
of
course
you
never
did
why
should
you
,
pray
don
’
t
answer
,
I
don
’
t
know
where
I
’
m
running
to
,
oh
do
tell
me
something
about
the
Chinese
ladies
whether
their
eyes
are
really
so
long
and
narrow
always
putting
me
in
mind
of
mother
-
of
-
pearl
fish
at
cards
and
do
they
really
wear
tails
down
their
back
and
plaited
too
or
is
it
only
the
men
,
and
when
they
pull
their
hair
so
very
tight
off
their
foreheads
don
’
t
they
hurt
themselves
,
and
why
do
they
stick
little
bells
all
over
their
bridges
and
temples
and
hats
and
things
or
don
’
t
they
really
do
it
?
’
Flora
gave
him
another
of
her
old
glances
.
Instantly
she
went
on
again
,
as
if
he
had
spoken
in
reply
for
some
time
.
